Super Soldier in Campus-Chapter 668 - 673: Crazy Crushing_1

Upon hearing Lin Feng’s warning, Little Chao and Mr. Wu immediately knew that the two cars, one in front and one behind, were there to settle scores with them...

"Damn it! Is a beat-up Passat worth using two luxury cars, with a combined value of over ten million, to intercept? What kind of rotten luck is this?" Mr. Wu, still dazed by the reality of the situation, murmured to himself.

"Mr. Wu, what should we do now?" Little Chao, young and impulsive, was unwilling to let go of this prize even though he knew the two cars were there to block them. His eyes gleamed with greed as he asked in a low voice, "Should I try to shake them off?"

"Don’t..." Mr. Wu waved his hand and shook his head. "I felt something was off about this right from the start. Now I remember! This car probably wasn’t just randomly parked on the roadside; something must have happened to the people inside! They’re here looking for someone. If we just pull over and explain that we merely found the car by chance, we should be fine!"

"What’s the use of saying so much? In the end, don’t we still have to return the car?" Little Chao glanced dismissively at Mr. Wu and sneered, "Or what, do you actually think they’ll gift you the car?!"

"Then what do you want to do? You really think you can shake off those two sports cars with this Passat?" Mr. Wu looked at Little Chao in surprise. He hadn’t realized the kid had such nerve.

"Mr. Wu, have you forgotten? We’re from the Flying Leopard Club! Not long ago, some kid in a Passat outraced a Maserati on Gyro Mountain. If others can do it, why can’t I?" Little Chao said, his spirits high, a hint of madness flashing across his face.

Mr. Wu, of course, knew the story Little Chao was referring to. It had become a legend in the Gyro Mountain racing scene: an unknown kid in a beat-up Passat had soundly beaten a silver Maserati. Furthermore, it was rumored that the incident involving Duan Feibao, the former boss of the Flying Leopard Club, was related to that night’s race, making the event even more mythical. However, Mr. Wu knew Little Chao’s actual skill level. The kid had been driving for less than a year; how could he compare to the legendary Passat God?

However, Mr. Wu wasn’t willing to be caught without a fight. Might as well let Little Chao try to escape first. If they can’t get away and are caught, we can always try to explain things slowly then... With this in mind, Mr. Wu finally agreed to Little Chao’s idea.

"Alright then, be careful!" Mr. Wu said in a low voice.

"Got it!" Little Chao shouted excitedly. He then suddenly slammed on the accelerator and yanked the steering wheel. The Passat swerved violently on the road and, in an instant, actually broke free from the pincer attack of the Maserati and Rolls-Royce, surging into the fast lane and even accelerating away!

"Courting death..." Lin Feng, whose face was already extremely grim, could no longer suppress his impulse. He floored the accelerator, and the Maserati shot forward like an unbridled, crazed horse, roaring as it went!

Within ten seconds, the Maserati, driven by Lin Feng, had already closed in on the Passat.

"Fuck, these sports cars are too damn powerful! There’s no way to shake them on a straightaway..." Little Chao shouted from inside the Passat, flustered.

Sweat was already beading on the forehead of Mr. Wu in the passenger seat. He glanced at the speedometer: the Passat’s speed was already approaching 160, while the Maserati behind them was still closing the gap, gaining thirty to forty kilometers per hour on them. This meant the Maserati’s speed was nearing 200 km/h. At such speeds, if a rear-end collision occurred, the consequences would be unthinkable!

"Little Chao, let’s just pull over! From the way that car behind us is driving, it looks like he intends to ram straight into us!"

"No way! To force a Passat worth tens of thousands to stop, he’d use a car worth millions to deliberately crash? Is he a fucking idiot?!" Little Chao retorted dismissively.

However, Lin Feng was precisely that "stupid." This time, Lin Feng didn’t waste any words; he floored the accelerator and slammed hard into the Passat’s rear!

BANG!

Following the tremendous impact, the Maserati and the Passat had a forceful ’intimate encounter.’ The violent collision instantly made the Passat lose control of its steering and, fishtailing amidst flying sparks, it hurtled towards the drainage ditch on the roadside...

After knocking the Passat off the road, Lin Feng had to brake hard for nearly thirty meters before his car came to a stop. He and Xue Qingyi, whose heart was still pounding with fear, got out and rushed towards the spot where the Passat had overturned.

Fortunately, the Passat’s airbags had deployed successfully, and the two people inside had only sustained minor injuries.

Lin Feng quickly found Ning Aoxue’s phone inside the car; the faint, lingering fragrance of its owner still clung to it...

"Madman... Madman! You’re all villains..." As Lin Feng dragged the green-haired youth out of the car, the young man was on the verge of a breakdown, wailing and cursing, his mind somewhat unhinged. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Perhaps no one with even a shred of sanity could accept such a reality. The green-haired youth could never have imagined that Lin Feng, after just a single warning, could actually be so ruthless as to use a Maserati worth over three million to ram their Passat directly.

"Who are you? Why were you driving this car?" Lin Feng couldn’t be bothered to listen to the green-haired youth’s incessant muttering. He knocked him unconscious with a single slap and then stared at Mr. Wu beside the youth, questioning him.

Mr. Wu, by this point, had already clearly assessed the situation. Seeing Lin Feng’s grim expression, he immediately explained in a flustered manner, "Sir, the two of us are just employees at a car repair shop. We just found this car at an intersection... We don’t know what happened either!"

"’Which intersection? Speak clearly!’" Lin Feng’s patience seemed to have already run out, his tone as cold as ice.

"’The second intersection after turning from North Industrial Road onto Education Road...’" Mr. Wu sensed an extremely terrifying aura emanating from Lin Feng and didn’t dare to hesitate for even a second.

Just then, Zhou Yang’s Rolls-Royce also pulled up beside them. Lin Feng grabbed Mr. Wu and Little Chao from the ground, tossed them directly to Zhou Yang, and casually ordered, "Watch these two. We’re going to North Industrial Road!"

"Didn’t we just come from North Industrial Road? These two bastards made us take this trip for nothing! How infuriating!" Zhou Yang said with a wry smile. Then, without waiting for Mr. Wu to voice any opinion, he knocked him out with a palm strike and stuffed him into the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

Lin Feng and Xue Qingyi returned to the Maserati, its front somewhat damaged. They forced a U-turn across the middle of the road and drove for another dozen or so kilometers before finally finding the intersection Mr. Wu had mentioned.

Lin Feng surveyed the surroundings and found numerous tire tracks and messy footprints in the yellow earth beside the road. He could even identify a series of small indentations left by Ning Aoxue’s high heels...

"There are tracks from three vehicles here. It looks like the Passat was forced off the main road by another vehicle..." Xue Qingyi glanced at the tracks on the ground and said lightly to Lin Feng, "It was probably two commercial vans. And they didn’t head directly for the main road; yes, they drove off along this dirt track!"